I still have a lot of packing to do, and even with friends coming here to help me, the speed-up in packing seems negligible.
Oy.
Regular thoughts and incidents from the life of Jeff Boman, a writer, artist and website designer with a strange lifepath.
A large part of it is the fact that I've been devoting a lot of time to the Live Journal I started months ago.
Considering how I already post on three blogs, adding another one may seem crazy... but Live Journals have a level of community involvement that I find lacking in other blogs right now. You can use a separate utility like Blog This, but that costs extra. A shame.
OK. I was one of the millions who despised him as Wesley Crusher on Star Trek: the Next Generation. Still, he puts together a fascinating weblog.
Besides, how could I hate a member of Andre the Giant's posse?
My 35th birthday is this coming Tuesday - but it doesn't matter.
By the end of this month, I'll be moved to a new apartment. I'm still nowhere near done packing, I still don't know when we'll do the move - but that too doesn't matter.
What matters is that my uncle is in ICU there, with about 10% heart function, his best hope right now being a heart transplant -- and with the long wait on the waiting lists, that is a faint hope right now.
I've heard stories of miracles before, and I hope there's one here too...
Mark is the sysop of a local science fiction-themed BBS I've been a member of for many years now. That guaranteed him a link.
In part, I'm feeling angry. For years now my aunt and others have been trying to get him to see a doctor about his wide girth, to make a healthier diet, but he stubbornly ignored all attempts to help him get healthier. He wouldn't see a doctor out of either fear or ignorance... and now that has led to what could be a sad loss for us at a far too early age.
I'm worried more for my aunt and cousins. I know my aunt has had heart troubles of her own, and high cholesterol - but she's been taking more care of herself. My cousins are in their early 20s too.
It was raining most of today... and it was also cold enough that my breath was freezing in the air. Since I had a meeting to go to in the afternoon, and an eye doctor appointment early evening, I was stuck "enjoying" the lousy weather.
Stuff like this makes it less likely I'll miss this apartment. As a basement place, humidity always leaves it feeling chilly until mid-August. Then it becomes a sauna.
Today I finally stored away a part of my comic collection that hadn't been put in acid free boxes for years. I found issues of DC Comics classic Watchman series, as well as issues of Camelot 3000 (great series. Too bad it was over 2 years between the publication of issues 11 and 12). Also early issues of Miracle Man, a series currently in litigation on rights.
In over 20 years, I've really gathered some classic stuff.
Besides: Extreme Tracker still really belongs to the old site on Freeservers... it was time to get a new code.
She sounded like a twisted woman - but that didn't in any way make it acceptable to kill her. The guilty party must pay.
I'm just amazed they waited so long to try for a conviction. Everything Blake has said in the last year pointed to a messed-up individual, one seemingly obsessed with guns.
Some are comparing this to the O J Simpson trial, for a celebrity being on trial. I'm hoping this one doesn't get away with the crime.
I'm not only a lover of Jazz. I'm also a writer, and lover of science fiction. Damon Knight had a major place in the field as an editor, a critic, a writer and member of the Futurians along with my idol Isaac Asimov and many others.
This eulegy speaks volumes about a great man.
This really isn't too much of a surprise. I've been a fan of the show since the very beginning - but a few episodes into this season, I gave up on it. The magic just felt gone, the new characters and situations just not gripping.
Last night, US forces killed 4 Canadian troops, in a "friendly fire" incident: an American fighter pilot fired on Canadians performing a drill by accident.
This marked the second time in a week that such an accident happened. It's almost as if bored soldiers, not achieving high kill numbers, decided to take themselves out.
This was very, very sad.
When he was first diagnosed with cancer, I'm sure that many of us rooted for him to beat it. He did for a time... but in the end, lost.
Goodbye Mr. Urich.
The program is called Bloggar. I know; not an original derivation...
It was nice to see some of the legends of the business again, people not with us anymore, like Cab Calloway, Louis Armstrong, Nat King Cole, Ella Fitzgerald and more... we were lucky to hear such greats in the 20th Century.